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Posted: Wednesday May 31st, 2006 21:18 |
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I'm putting together a story, its been on my mind for a while, some of it is in Black Powers thread but the time scale and certain things are messed up and I'm loosing sleep over it... I actually sat up last night thinking about where I could take it, *rolls eyes* When my weed filled mind starts to get all touchy over something it normally means that I care about it so I've decided to make it a story.
Thing is if I just write it down and leave it, it'll end up lost in a day so I'm going to post it up on here and come back to it when I can to go over it and modify bit by bit, hopefully ending up with a finished product, I can then print it off and loose it in a day finding it when I'm looking for rizla papers and read over it from a diffrent perspective not remembering when I wrote it in the first place... such is the mind of the Rebel-lion.
The plot;
A group goes back in time to undo what has been done as things start to fall apart in the near future. They intend to stop the slave trade before it happens and in doing so prevent the rise of the European powers. Not sure what time they should go back to but thats the jist of it... along the way there'll be all sorts of strife, mutiny, ?romance? etc etc... things based on current problems in todays society. The characters are out to rewrite history as it were. Its totally messed up already more or less started it and can't think of a beginning but anyway, I'm using BNV as a drawing board, feel free to add... it'll change as and when.
Peace
RL
The Elder Children
There were many of them in three groups each group with seperate purposes and aims. The youngest of the clan told me their story.
It was of a time of war in the not so far future, he told me about how the white man had a design to his plan, a framework concieved long before we were taken from the land he called Africa. Spoken of with pride but followed by a determined and slightly pained look, he told of how the white man, or snake man as he called them, would eventually allow us to settle in ''his'' land under the pretence that all was good and well between us... behind closed doors and in army bunkers he would make plans to divide the strongest communities, shoot leaders, create new drugs and illnesses amongst us to keep us down. It was only the few who recognised that all this was done through fear but as it was the few they could do nothing but attempt to spread the word fighting ignorance with music...
The drum...
I had always noticed how the pale man hated our drums often lynching our strongest drummers to stop our music, our dances. This was all to keep our spirit down the Elder Child said.
He went on; A time would come where the music would break through making the most stern of white men dance.. this was the beginning of the end, as they danced to the music many became (even more) envious, their plan to keep us down was failing! They created disease amongst us in diffrent forms, to kill as many of us as possible while blaming us for its creation, they would hire the worst of us to 'destablize' our communties and countries.
Then the war broke out.
It happened when the creation of the illnesses was revealed to the world...
-AIDS Is Man Made!-
People would scream, although most knew it already somehow they still only listened to the words of the white people, beliving in them more than their own, as was mental slavery.... I didn't expect the youngest of the elder children to tell me what Aids was, it sounded bad enough.
Still, the news was an outrage, riots sparked off worldwide, there was anarchy... we were soon at war. Tanks would shoot at the innocent, soilders would break down in the streets not being able to carry out their masters orders, turning on their comrades instead... curfews were used to keep people in their homes which were later shot upon by helicopters, large houses called, ''Projects and, Estates'' were blown up, further enraging people of all types as the time came for every man, woman and child from nearly every country and nation to take up arms and shake them at the doors of the masters.... they would've won, the masters would have fallen in days if it wasn't for their advanced weaponry and support from certain allies their people ignorant enough to belive the lies fed to them by the 'snake men'...
Many died.
It was then a man and a woman came, no one knew from where but they came and created an army from the strongest of the Black Nation... the white mans plans to keep us all in a constant internal battle though time would prove to backfire as the poorest man has twice the fire within him when compared to a rich man with his ''belly full''... even the children of some nations knew how to handle the most heavy of weapons, defending well against the white terrorists... it was from The Carribean this man and woman took their soilders... From America.... From Nigeria and from Zululand.
He took them to where we are now after dividing them into three groups destined to bring restoration to their regions.
The Carribeans were in a Maroon red hence named the Maroons.
The Nigerians and Zulus were in green and named after the Zulu warriors - The Zulu.
The Americans in all black and named The Panthers.
Each group had with them documents and weapons. The idea was to create new worlds long before the white people had a chance to. They would build buildings and instill a culture designed after the Egyptians, the first nation on earth as it was our religion, African religion. Cities would be built and North and South America would be divided, the North being given back to the Amer-Indians as they were to be allies of the best kind, the south of America including the carribean would be ours, as would Africa... once again.
Their aim??? To bring us the past and the future... to make it present.
---------------------------------------- Last edited on Wednesday May 31st, 2006 21:25 by Apedemak
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